Adventuring Guild: Sszuu's Dungeon (MogBud & Shimmy)

[Mogbud]

Sszuu's Dungeon

Years ago, our lil ol' adventuring guild managed to find a mad witch, and beat her up good! She was doing something evil in the swamps, like creating monstrosities, messing with life, collecting souls. You know, evil things. Granted, we didn't look too much into it. Looked like something we could smite, and the paladins in our guild weeeeere feeling pretty smitey.

Wish they were still feeling smitey. They sensed a great evil, and ran off to find what. Your probably seeing where this is going. Seems the mad witch found a new home! She turned it into a dungeon! Full of monster girls. Pretty lewd dungeon it seems like, to the paladin's displeasure.

So far, we've confirmed driders, lamia, and an alraune inside, but there could be much, much more.

So, ♪scouting♪ time! We'll be sending guild familars with you to watch your progress and demise encourage you throughout the entire dungeon. If you run into a nasty, try to escape. Not a fighting mission. Unless you want to make it a fighting mission. We don't recommend it, but we don't exactly discourage it either. More data means more data, and our senior adventures appreciate data!


Rules:

Every time you're in a monster's clutches, 3 rolls to escape. If the monster wins 3 rolls, however, you lose the fight.

DC's start at 10 on a d20, however, failing a check will tire you our more in the future, making each roll harder.

Solo parties have lower DC to start(8), but will have more encounters, and each failed roll will increase the DC, meaning they tire out.

Game ends after party is wiped, or if they make it to Sszuu's throne room.

[Mogbud]

Finding the entrance to the dungeon wasn't difficult. As the wolf girl started to near it, the forest around suddenly began to wither, and trees began to become more and more crystaline, glowing faintly with magic with each step. The path itself turned to the magic crystal, and a cave entrance began to open up. Following behind her, a one eyed bat followed, watching and gazing, but not being of any real help.

Cracks could be seen in the crystal path, with full suits of armor ontop of the spider web like fractures, as if they had literally just been tossed out the cave. A holy symbol, and a few adventuring tags showed they had formerly belonged to the paladins reported in the bill description.

A great evil could be felt inside, it was no surprised the holy warriors had been drawn to it. To anyone else, it might be a bit intimidating, the way dark aura billowed out of teh cave, making one's hair stand on air.

For Yura, other senses were about as disturbing. A strong, musky smell rose from the dungeon, at first smelling rotten, but if she could acclimatize, it smelled just a litle sweeter with each whiff.

Deep within, muffled screams and moans could be heard, inaudible without the senses she would have. The great dungeon awaited....

[Shimmy]

As Yura approached the mouth of the cave the fur on her tail stood on end, the vile aura in the cave not making an effort to hide its almost overwhelming presence. As she got closer to the entrance, she pulled her cloak over her sensitive nose, It not doing much to dull her sharp senses. Though if she was going to reach the heart of this place she would need both hands.

She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath trying to focus on overcoming the oder. As she concentrated she realized the scent almost reminded her of when she was younger and had to scavenge in the woods. Her ears twitched, while she focused, she could hear the sounds of monster girls inside having their way with people deep inside .She would definitely have to keep her guard up lest she wanted to end up in someone else's gut.

Her mind focused on the mission at hand as she remembered the lessons of her master on focus and breathing. she opened her eyes, the scent almost appearing sweeter in her focused state. She poked the strange looking familiar that followed her. ‘Your not gonna be of much use are you? Can you even scout ahead or do you just follow?” the bat simply floated and continued to fly behind her. She let out a sigh and walked into the open maw of the cave, her crimson eyes quickly adjusting to the dark as she began her descent into the dungeon

[Mogbud]

The bat seemed to fall out the sky at the poke, bouncing a few times like a squishy ball at being poked. Blinking it's massive eyeball, it made a chittering sound while 'tackling' Yura... a slight nudging at her shoulder. It didn't seem like it would be that much help...

As Yura went deeper into the dungeon, she could hear other footsteps ahead, other adventurers it seemed like, but then slight shifting could be heard around... and the path seemed to shift unnaturally to the left. It seemed like the dungeon itself was moving. The bat eye familar's eyes glowed green as it recorded the scene. It then nudged Yura to continue. A large cavern seemed to open up, with colored silk hanging from the top of the ceiling to the floor, various patterns worn into each sheet of silk. The entire cavern looked like a large loom.

As Yura walked through, each foot step sent up a cloud of dust. Looking down, she would see the floor was absolutely covered down to her ankles in some sort of soft scale. [[Roll DC 8 to avoid a poisoning effect from the dust. 7-, poisoned. Higher, can shield mouth in time.]]

An odd flapping could be heard in the distance... along with an odd moaning further on.

[Shimmy]

Yura brushed the familiars pesting off "I'm going I'm going" as she walkes deeper seeing the cave shift around her "no one said it would be easy i guess" she mused realizing turning back probably won't be an option. As she entered the large room, she quickly noticed the scales. Eyes widening she quickly used one hand to pull her cloak over her nose and mouth. Yura didn't want to know what these would do if she breathed them in.

Scanning around the room Yura took in the various hanging silks, for monsters they had decent taste at least. She wandered deeper taking in the sights of the cavern when suddenly her ears twitched toward a noise deeper in. she heard the flapping along with the sensual moans deeper in. Her free hand quickly gripped the handle of her oversized blade. She could wield it in one hand. But nowhere near as effectively than with two. Even if this monster girl was weaker, fighting in these scales was going to be tough. She proceeded deeper keeping an eye upward for the source of the flaps.

[Mogbud]

With her scarf up, and avoiding the scales, it almost looked beautiful, the array of colors with each step, and the otherwise stillness of the area. A medley of colors raining down with each step. A crunch resounded with each step as well, like stepping through autumn leaves. The vibrant dust screamed 'poison' however. But without breathing it in, Yura was fine.

However, the occassional sensual moans ruined that atmosphere of peace. As she looked for the flaps, a soft landing could be heard. A curtain of silk folded itself, again and again over a bulge in the center of the veil. Twitching in the middle of it, a blonde haired woman could be seen. Her arm sticking out, and a slight section over her snatch were all that was bare of the silk. The silk was so tight that every expression on her face could be seen, and the gap between her thighs was visible. She twitched with ecstacy and fear, alternating between yelping and moaning, a very concerned look on her face. Her belly was bloated.

And resting a top the held captive, a monster girl could be seen, crouched on the sheet of silk. A moth girl, responsible for such a fate. She had large expansive wings that flapped, causing more scales to fall. Unlike many other demi monsters, she wore clothes, fairly elegant ones as well, various hues and colors. Licking her lips, she stared down at Yura with black schlera.

"Welcome. I hope my home is to your liking. Such cute ears. Would you like to help me weave a new curtain...?"

The moth girl swept down, fearless of the blade, trying to tackle Yura into the floor of spores, and trying to rip her mask off.

[[Roll to avoid/counter/up to you. DC 8]]

[Shimmy]

Under her scarf Yura smirked. She remembered when she was such a novice that would just charge straight in like that. Shifting her stance with a solid grip on her blade. Yura waited for the moth girl to get close enough to where she couldn't get dodge the counter. Then a bit before the moth girl tackled her, the hand on the blade slung over her shoulder lashed foward. the over head swing Yura did caused the tip of her curved greatsword to pick up some scales on the ground creating a multicolered trail that traced the arc if her swing. It all happend in a flash. Yura knew the hit wasnt direct she was off a bit only using one hand, but she still made contact with the moth girl. She spun around using the momentum of her swing to end up facing where the moth girl ended up. As the dust of scales settled around Yura, she looked for the moth girl to acess the damage she did.

[Mogbud]

With an explosion of colors, the moth girl bounced off the blade, flying away, and skittering off the ground several times like a rock in a lake, each time causing a 'ripple' with the scales on the ground bursting upwards. The moth began to rise, her wings now much less vibrant from the strike. The scales had deflected some of the cutting power... but with the size of Yura's blade, it was still a case of getting smashed into full force with a sheet of iron.

The moth girl considered her options for a moment, trying with much difficulty to raise back up. She deeefinitely couldn't take another hit like that. She was A) Missing too many Scales B) Missing too many organs being in the right places.

"You could have just said no..." She spat out, clutching her side. "Is my kidney supposed to be there...?"

Glancing at Yura, and then at the ground, the moth girl picked up a rock, and threw it hard at one of the silk veils nearby Yura, causing it to begin to collapse atop her. The moth girl then started to run!

[[DC8]]

[Shimmy]

As the silk began to fall Yura simply jumped backward the fabric and parts that were holding it up crashing down next to her sending up another cloud of colors. She fanned the scales away and looked over where the moth girl had run off to. “For someone acting so hurt she sure made good time” Yura thought to herself as the moth girl was nowhere to be seen. Yura slung her blade back over her shoulder, the rune that held it in place on her bandolier activating holding the sword on her back. Yura made her way over to the woman entangled in the silk

She looked up seeing that the silk could hold the struggles of the woman even with her bloated stomach. She thought about how to get the woman down. Suddenly a light bulb went off in her brain. She took a sturdy stance and wrapped the silk around her free arm and gripped it tight. She took a deep breath and held her breath. Yura yanked the silk down as hard as she could, bringing the veil down along with the woman. She let her scarf down, freeing her other arm and getting ready to catch the woman.

The woman came crashing down her bloated belly, definitely adding weight as Yura almost dropped her upon catching her. Yura strained to hold her breath as she set the woman down as she continued to squirm and moan, whatever the moth girl did to her seemed to be persistent. Yura quickly pulled her scarf back up and took a deep breath. After recovering for a second she looked at the familiar. “Oi, you watching through the familiar. Send a healer for this lady if you can. I am gonna go deeper in.” Yura leaned over her, placing a hand on the woman's shoulder. “Uhh you're gonna be okay. Uhh yeah” Yura quickly got up and started to march deeper inside, her ears flat to her head, a bit embarrassed. she had never been good at comforting. Surprisingly, someone who had gone from being a bandit, to student of a sword wielding hobo, to a sword wielding hobo herself, she was not an amazing people person.

[Mogbud]

At her request, the humonculus's eyes started to spin concentric circles out in short burst. Every three seconds, a new circle, and the bat eye buzzed violently.

A few minutes later, a voice could be heard, and across the humonculus's eye a still image of the receptionist could be seen. " y'ellow. This is Vera the receptioni- oh. Yeah, we'll send a healer right out. Man, she looks like she's had a tough day. #23, zoom in on that tag... Ha! Her? Alright, help's on the way! Don't you worry! We'll have her patched up, and trauma wiped from her memories in no time!"

The receptionist, as usual, seemed... particularly indifferent. The screen of her faded back to a regular eyeball. It brought up several... questions about the guild.

Still, the humonculus did spit something magical that looked like barrier around the young maiden.

As Yura would head deeper inside, the walls began to change from an earthy brown to a pale purplish color. The ground began to wetten and soften. Every step Yura would take, her boots would sink deeper and deeper into the mud. [[Roll DC8 to keep your shoes]]

Pools of water began to form around the area, and some plants, such as lilly pads and cat tails could be seen around the area. With Yura's hearing, a slithering sound could be heard, and a croaking in the distance. Drips came from the ceiling, and plants wiggled. Her warriors senses would scream there were enemies absolutely everywhere in the swamp floor...

[Shimmy]

As Yura trekked deeper into the swampy area of the dungeon her boots were getting heavier and heavier. It got to the point where it felt like her boots were made of lead. Hearing the various ribbets and slithering noises that echoed throughout this area she figured best not be caught flat footed. She slipped out her boots in a quick motion and let her bare feet land lightly on top of the mud. She sank in a bit but nowhere near as bad as her reinforced boots. She continued carefully her senses on high alert knowing that frog girls were somewhere nearby. they could lash their tongues out pretty incredibly fast, she would have to be faster somehow, this not factoring in whatever else could be in here.

[Mogbud]

Yura's decision would be met with squelch and her feet sinking into the muck, the thick sludge rising squeezed between them stickily. It didn't seem to want to let go. Two things might seem worse and worrying for Yura. The first? It was warm. Much warmer than the rest of the muck around her. It felt like something was snuggling against her.
The second? It was was slowly starting to rise UP her leg, a piece of what looked like algae wrapping around each leg. From the muck, what seemed to be a hand reached over, and plucked her boots out, tossing them to the side of the swamp. Between her leg, a blue mass started form into a face, looking straight up at her from below as it rose. A hand reached out from the muck, grabbing onto her thighs as it climbed up her with the algae.

[[Roll to try and escape, DC 9]]

A bog slime, a type of slime girl found in dungeons like this, had taken a fancy to Yura.

"So warm.... come, warm the swamp..."

[Shimmy]

As the warm feeling traveled up her legs Yura let out a surprised little yelp. Though as it continued to slide up her legs. It dissolved her pants quickly, the organic material not being a match for the slime girl's digestive prowess. Yura took a deep breath as the slime girl started to envelop her, cooler minds would prevail. trying to pull her off with her hands would only get more of her body stuck inside the girl.

Yura grabbed her blade and pressed her palm against the wide flat part of her blade. She slammed the flat face of the sword downward disrupting the slime girl's form. Smooshing her back down, Yura jumped forward deeper into the swamp, landing with another with a bit of a splash in the swamp. Looking down at the tatters of her pants, her panties on full display now, a bit of her long coat ended up digested as well. “I swear I am gonna be naked before I get to the end of this place.” Yura mused to herself as she watched the slime girl reform before her. "I appreciate the offer but i will stick to being not part of you or the swamp" she walks deeper in while the slime girl is still recuperating. Best not get overwhelmed with numbers

[Mogbud]

"Yes... Yes... part of the swamp!" The slime girl shuddered as she climbed, dissolving more and more clothing with each handful of Yura she was able to grab with the algae and with her hands.

However, Yura's calm response of scraping off the girl like unwanted excess butter on toast seemed to be the correct response, a small core falling out the slime as it was pushed, and the sudden grip on her lower half disappating, the slime falling back to the muck.

The slime girl started to reform, but Yura had long since moved on. "NOOO!" She shrieked. Curses and yells could be heard, but the slime girl was far too slow to do anything but be an ambush predator. The pathway further down to the dungeon could be seen across the room, teh slime nearly ended. a few trees poked out of the muck, and a bit of vegetation, several vines falling around. One vine in particular glistened stickily as Yura continued across the floor, a tape trap of sorts. If Yura was to make contact, it would immediately stick to her, and yank upwards.

[[DC 9, otherwise out of muck and back on stone floor]]

[Shimmy]

Yura squatted down a bit getting ready to jump a long way across the vines, she was practiced at pouncing on people back in her bandit days so. Simple leap to the solid ground should be simple.. She extendered her legs and rocketed forward like a spring. But her feet slipped in the mud greatly reducing the distance and gracefulness of the jump. As she flew through the air yer arms flailed helplessly trying to correct her arc only to land with a thud In the mud bracing her face for the impact with arms. Lift her face up she looked ahead toward her goal when she felt at first a subtle tug on her abdomen. "Oh shi-" was all she could get out before the sticky vine yanked her up to the tops of the trees.

Above her is a large pink flower pulling her up and around her there are vines with the bones of other adventurers around her that had been digested by the plant. Being pulled up by her mid section it is a wierd angel for Yura as she struggles to break free.

[Mogbud]

The flower began to slowly unfold, a wave of pink pollen clouding around the area as it unfurled. Sitting in the middle, a green woman with vines for hair leaned forward, her bare bosom visible. She sat in a lake of purple fluid, over flowing, and dripping below, a few rusted scraps of metal falling down with the river of juices.

Smacking her purple lips, she seductively leaned forward, carressing Yura's cheeks. "My, my... What's this...? A novice adventurer fallen for my sticky vines trap...? It's scary out there... Let me keep you safe inside my flower..."

She sailed her hand under Yura's jawbone, pulling her foward a bit, and causing the vine wrapped around her swing forward with the movement as she opened her purple lips, a pink haze spreading everywhere as she leaned in for a deep kiss on the warrior.

Meanwhile, her other hand stroked Yura's hair, before moving down her shoulder and arm, reaching gently to pull the great sword out of her grip, and let it topple to the jungle below.

[[DC 10 to avoid the creature. Up to you how far she gets on a success.]]

[Shimmy]

The sickly sweet smell clouded Yura's mind and this girl was so pretty. Her plush purples lips locked with Yura's. the wolf girls swirling her tongue with the alraunes. Her thoguhta clouded by the pollen and thick sent of the digestive juices below her. Her mind could think about how hit this was, she would be warm and safe with this beautiful girl, be digested by her like any other snack. The word digested echoed in her head for a moment as she was starting to be lowered toward the gaping flower below her still embracing the plant girl in a deep kiss.

Her eyes shot open, she in fact did not want to be digested. She broke the kiss realling her head back and brought it back down hard into the alraune's face, head butting her. While the plant girl was reeling Yura planted her feet on the girls chest and pushed off the squishy flesh hard swinging back out into open air.
she manages to get one of her arms free from her shirt and uses her claws to sever the vine along with her shirt which the sticky vine was attached to. She fell quickly to the ground. Flipping over in the air to land on all fours with a squelch in the mud splashing it alll around her. She got up and patted herself down, she was all still there except for most of her clothes. The only ones still mostly intact were her long coat, scarf, and panties. She looked behind her at" least my tail is still relatively clean" she thought as she picked herself up dusting off her coat and tossing the tattered remains if her shirt and pants off "if i run into anyone else they will yhink im an exabitionist or somthing she mused grabbing her blade from the mud and throwing it over her should. She began to trek toward solid ground

[Mogbud]

"Come here... Nnnnnmmgh.."

The puckering of lips echoed as the alraune pulled Yura in close, her lips, slick with saliva, echoing as they pressed more and more against the wolf girl, a trail of purple slag and pink mist echoing all around. The tongue of the creature was sweet and commanding, the nectar dripping from Yura's lips to dribbling down her front and making her stickier and stickier.

The green hand warmly stroked the back of her hair, inviting her in more and more, a victorious giggle coming from the alraune. Already thoughts of carressing squeezing this girl, making her scream, and watching the fat stew off her bones were in the alraune's head. But then the kiss stopped.

"Why did you stop love...? Don't you love me...?" The plant woman gave her best pouting eyes as Yura pulled her head back... then headbutted her full force into hte face. The illusion of sultry immediately faded among a roar. "Whorish imp! Fucking bimbo! Get plowed by a hydra plant, and die, you bitch!"

More curses came as she gripped her face, nectar and blood dripping off one and the same, with vines writhing wildly above. A sharp inhale echoed as Yura cut clean through the vine and fell below, before a shattering scream from above cracked crystal walls, the entire muck below starting to come alive and flail. It seemed like a good time for Yura to move. As she did so, the nectar left over in her mouth became sweeter and sweeter, a burning starting to slowly spread through her body, though immediate dangers prompted immediate responses.

The exit was not far away, leading down to the next floor of the dungeon. It was rumored there were only 4, meaning Sszuu would be on the next one. Slowly, the crystaline wall started to fade color again, this time turning a deathly black.

Ahead, what looked like a large set of open doors waited ominously, a lip around them of a sickly purple color. An intense stench came from the entrance, and slime oozed above. Still, a large red carpet bayed entrance. Yura's feet would sink against it slightly and it was warm, but no traps seemed to trigger. Just a long, long corridor heading down.

[[DC 10 to not be affected by the stench.]]

[Shimmy]

As Yura stumbled out of the jungle area she stopped for a moment to rest now not in any immediate danger. Her ears still rang from the shriek but the tinnitus slowly faded. She did her best to spit out the nectar in her mouth and even forced herself to throw up a bit in case there was any poison, a temporary fix that would do for now. Yura never thought someone would be so mad at her for not letting them eat her.

Yura stayed on her guard as the cave turned black around her and the sharp fishy oder assaulted her nostrils. She gagged at first her sharp sense almost being her downfall. But her master had trained her for this and shenwould not fail. She took a deep breath and did her best focus. The smell became bearable certainly not pleasant but she could power through.

She proceeded with caution her ears twitched at every little sound her sense of smell not being of much use in the rank new environment. As her feet sank into the carpet a bit and slime drippedd around her she tried to figure out what kind of biome or theme this floor had. It almost seemed organic but it was too strange to be sure. She just knew to keep her guard up as she proceeded downward her blade resting on her shoulder. She felt a bit exposed. Her chest bouncing freely with each step and her panties exposed to air. She had not shown so much skin in a few years it felt odd.

[Mogbud]

As Yura managed to make herself up chuck, she would find a rather large load of sweet purple sludge coating the ground, sizzling as it touched roots of some plant, dissolving it away. She seemed to have made a wise decision, and it further emphasized the lethality of Alraunes. The number of adventurers who had failed her floor was not exaggerated, but with Yura's training, she so far had managed to conquer two entire floors with little to any problem.

The ears twitching would encounter two new sounds as she walked: 1) A constant dripping from the ceiling as ooze hung from it constantly, pooling at her feet. 2) A large 'ba-dump' absolutely echoing in the chamber. The heartbeat to some large beast, it could be perhaps behind any corner.... though that brought up the next question. Where WERE the corners? The entire floor seemed to be one straight corridor, and nothing had yet to be enountered strangely enough.

The first signs of life as Yura passed the large beast, perhaps on some other path, was the thousands of worms she started to see on the floor. Some of them wiggled around toes, tickling and playing with her. They seemed unbothered by the dripping fluid above, but it did make them particularly slimey, a fact her toes may or may not appreciate.

In the dull boring passage, a giggle echoed, and above, an array of hundreds of worms started to move apart as a small monster girl started to unveil herself from the ceiling.

"My, my, guests! I have'nt had guests in so long. What's your name? I'm Raction, though my friends me Dist." She smiled happily from above, attempting to draw Yura's attention away from a pittrap filled with worms inches away from her...

[[DC 10 to avoid. Let's see if the inanimate trap rule continues.]]


Covered in slimey mucus, the girl's hair somehow managed to be coated enough to stay in place despite her being upside down. It was in thick black clumps, and glistening. Meanwhile, the girl's torso was the only thing visible, a lithe build with glossy lips, and gray eyes.